n Pig--for young
Burns had again forgotten to put up the bars that crossed his trail
from the homestead to the camp.

Guy came down quickly to join in the laugh. "I tole you fellers not to
shoot. I just believed it was our old Hog, an' I couldn't help crying
when I thought how mad Paw'd be when he found out."

"I s'pose you got up on that cross pole to see if Paw was coming,
didn't you?"

"No; he got up there to show how brave he was."

This was the huge night prowler that Guy had seen, and in the morning
one more mystery was explained, for careful examination of Yan's diary
of the big Buck's track showed that it was nothing more than the track
of Burns's old Hog. Why had Caleb and Raften both been mistaken?
First, because it was a long time since they had seen a Buck track,
and second, because this Pig happened to have a very unpiggy foot--one
as much like that of a Buck as of a Hog.

XXIV

Hawkeye Claims Another Grand Coup

"_Wa wa wa wa wa! Wa wa wa wa wa! Wa wa wa wa wa!_" Three times it
echoed through the woods--a loud, triumphant cry.

"That's Hawkeye with a big story of bravery; let's hide."

So Sam and Yan scrambled quickly into the teepee, hid behind the
lining and watched through an "arrow hole." Guy came proudly stepping,
chin in air, uttering his war-whoop at intervals as he drew near, and
carrying his coat bundled up under one arm.

"_Coup! Grand coup! Wa wa wa wa!_" he yelled again and again, but
looked simple and foolish when he found the camp apparently deserted.

So he ceased his yells and, walking deliberately into the teepee,
pulled out the sugar box and was stuffing a handful into his mouth
when the other two Chiefs let off their wildest howls and, leaping
from their concealment, chased him into the woods--not far, for Yan
laughed too much, and Sam had on but one boot.

This was their re-gathering after a new search for adventures. Early
in the morning, as he wiped off the breakfast knives by sticking them
into the sod, the Second War Chief had suggested: "Say, boys, in old
days Warriors would sometimes set out in different directions in
search of adventure, then agree to meet at a given time. Let's do that
to-day and see what we run across."

"Get your straws," was Woodpecker's reply, as he returned from putting
the scraps on the Wakan Rock.

"No you don't," put in Hawkeye hastily; "at least, not unless you let
me hold the straws. I know you'll fix it so I'll have to go hom